Where the tombstones lie.

Out the back, where the tombstones lie
beneath the tree'
surfaced by sky

The old fruit, forbidden
Lay, on grounds of earth
Where they did play

There spirits long had left, their side
We placed their bodies
As they died

Within the earth, the richest soil, and planted love in worthy spoil

A place for honour, and worship be, surfaced by sky, beneath the tree'

where all the tombstones
Sadly lie, a falling tear from loving eye'

What worthy place for thee a home, on grounds of earth, where they
did roam

Before such death had made its way, and closed their eyes to light of day.